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'Small Town Echoes' ~ Written by: Terry P. Robinson
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NH)
Inspiration: Growing up in Claremont, NH in the late 1960's.
Creation Date
26 Nov 2025, 6:16 PM
'SMALL TOWN ECHOES'
[Verse 1]
I grew up in a small town, where the dirt roads wind,
Beneath the clock tower's shadow, memories entwined.
There was a church with a steeple, faith in every prayer,
My mama said, 'You'll be great, my child, if you just dare.'
With dreams that soared like eagles, in a sky so wide,
But the path I walked was rocky, with my heart open wide.
[Chorus]
Oh, the echoes of my youth, like whispers in the night,
The struggles and the triumphs, they shaped my soul's light.
From battles fought in foreign lands, to love's sweet embrace,
In this town, we hold on tight, to every saving grace.
[Verse 2]
My brother and my sister, Navy brats they became,
Told to answer the call, but I stayed out of the game.
The draft was ended, yet many a friend fell,
Now we buy their shirts and jeans, can't escape this hell.
Vacationing in countries we blew to the ground,
Rebuilding homes, but without a victory sound.
[Chorus]
Oh, the echoes of my youth, like whispers in the night,
The struggles and the triumphs, they shaped my soul's light.
From battles fought in foreign lands, to love's sweet embrace,
In this town, we hold on tight, to every saving grace.
[Bridge]
Four dead in Ohio, tribute song for the brave,
Protesters standing proud, a new path they gave.
I played my guitar, smoke drifted in the air,
Worked many jobs for gas, but found my solace there.
Muscle cars could never make this heart feel strong,
Long hair falling free, in a world that felt so wrong.
[Verse 3]
Make love, not war, was the mantra of our time,
In smoky bars and sunlit fields, we strummed our rhyme.
Started a band, playing tunes that brought us near,
Each note a piece of home, every chord sincere.
In the warmth of small-town nights, under endless skies,
We sang for the lost souls, and for every teary eye.
[Chorus]
Oh, the echoes of my youth, like whispers in the night,
The struggles and the triumphs, they shaped my soul's light.
From battles fought in foreign lands, to love's sweet embrace,
In this town, we hold on tight, to every saving grace.
[Outro]
So here I stand, in the dust of those long roads,
My heart full of stories, as the gravel softly glows.
From a small town’s spirit, my roots will never fray,
In each note of this melody, my memories will stay.